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Past tense
up in cages
A to us, (and) a vital sight of (impending) doom
Upheld by aggression
No repentance, (just) denial of ugliness
the rain come their conquest

Behold those who black winds
Satan, the kings are heading

No on the horizon
when our haven silently
An of absolute mutiny
against those who to the dearest hell

graveyard plains -
The soul
of pain -
a form of suffering!

(Why man be protected,
what has he to justify it?
This is why we animals;
they represent the innocence man have)

Monotonous graveyard -
The soul
of pain -
Satan, the kings are heading